Whiskey in the Jar

Away we go

As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry Mountains

I met Captain Farrell, and the money he was countin'

I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier

Said, "Stand and deliver for I am the bold deceiver"

Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da

Whack for my daddy, oh

Whack for my daddy, oh

There's whiskey in the jar

I counted up my money and it made a pretty penny

I put it in my pocket and I took it to my Jenny

She smiled and she swore she never would betray me

But devil take the women fore they never can be easy

Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da

Whack for my daddy, oh

Whack for my daddy, oh

There's whiskey in the jar

Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da

Whack for my daddy, oh

Whack for my daddy, oh

There's whiskey in the jar

Was early in the evenin' before I went to slumber

Well I dreamt of gold and jewels, and for sure it was no wonder

Jenny took me charges, she filled them up with water

Sent for Captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter

Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da

Whack for my daddy, oh

Whack for my daddy, oh

There's whiskey in the jar

Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da

Whack for my daddy, oh

Whack for my daddy, oh

There's whiskey in the jar

Early in the mornin', before I rose to travel

Well I dreamt about a footman and likewise Captain Farrell

When I first produced my pistol, she'd stolen away my rapier

I couldn't shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken

Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da

Whack for my daddy, oh

Whack for my daddy, oh

There's whiskey in the jar

Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da

Whack for my daddy, oh

Whack for my daddy, oh

There's whiskey in the jar

If anyone can aid me, it's me brother in the army

I can find a station in Cork or in Killarney

And if he'll come and save me, we'll go robbin' in Kilkenny

I'm sure it'll treat me better than me older spartan Jenny

Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da

Whack for my daddy, oh

Whack for my daddy, oh

There's whiskey in the jar

Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da

Whack for my daddy, oh

Whack for my daddy, oh

There's whiskey in the jar

Well some men take delight, and the carriages are rollin'

And others take delight in the curlin' and the bowlin'

But me, I take delight in the juices of the barley

Pert and pretty bar maids in the morning bright and early

Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da

Whack for my daddy, oh

Whack for my daddy, oh

There's whiskey in the jar

Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da

Whack for my daddy, oh

Whack for my daddy, oh

There's whiskey in the jar

Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da

Whack for my daddy, oh

Whack for my daddy, oh

There's whiskey in the jar

Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da

Whack for my daddy, oh

Whack for my daddy, oh

There's whiskey in the jar